They stand, soldier-stiff,
row upon row,
Faceless yet united with a common base.
They wait, patiently,
regimental in their ranks,
White-washed with intent.
They sit, helplessly organised,
Mustering the courage and teeth gritting determination,
Not to stand out, not be heroic,
But to simply do their job. Their task.
Also, chairs.
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